Chapter 323: What Are They Roaring?

Half the Empire's Fist, half the Huiyaner, the whole Fire Lizard.

And half a National Church fleet, as well as the entire Unyielding fleet organized by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Of course, the most important: the Black Watch from across the galaxy, all of whom answered your summons and rushed here!

The towering platform of the Terra Imperial Palace.

Like a sky plaza, it lets Xisi overlook the boundless land.

At this moment, fleets continuously gather overhead, because Xisi first concentrated absolute forces to attack one side.

Thus, in the skies above Terra, a long‑missed grand fleet spectacle appears.

Terra civilians, unaware of what exactly is happening, naturally burst into boundless cheers as they watch the spectacle overhead.

Coupled with the propaganda department's and National Church's coordinated guidance, the people of Terra only feel the Empire's brilliance is so magnificent.

They have no idea that this massive fleet before them is, in the true sense, the Empire's last remaining lifeblood.

If this is lost again, the Empire will completely lose its strategic offensive capability.

However, no one will tell the Empire's populace this truth; at this moment everyone watches the sea of ships overhead and the densely packed Yunxuji that fall like a galaxy descending, continuously delivering troops to the surface.

These troops will take their final rest on Terra, then head to the Sanctum Star to wage endless war against the Terrans.

Before that final rest, the ground forces must present the Empire with a grand military parade.

Besides the Astat's reverence for the Divine Emperor, hoping to be in their best condition for his inspection, the Black Watch, as the main ground force now, also wants to see with their own eyes the Father of the Legion who once existed only in myth.

At this moment, Xisi stands at the very edge of the platform, while hundreds of Servo Skulls already float in the distance.

The scanners of those Servo Skulls lock onto Xisi and transmit his image down to the lower city districts.

The main thoroughfare of Terra's core at this time.

On the vast, wide avenue, crowds densely line both sides.

They watch quietly and devoutly as Empire elite continuously pass through the main road.

Yellow‑armored Empire's Fist, grey‑armored Huiyaner, green‑armored Fire Lizard—these Astat march past like little giants.

Their heavy, towering bodies produce a deep, resonant Taogang clang with each footfall.

Behind these Astat, there are two squads of Dauntless marching in equal order.

These loyal veterans' homes range from the ancient Scornful Dauntless to the newest Redeemer Dauntless, almost covering the Empire's Dauntless development history.

Amid these regular Dauntless, there is even a batch of Fire Lizard Legion, dubbed the strongest Dauntless, the "Saturn Dauntless".

Its towering, terrifying size, on already exaggerated Dauntless armor, is further piled with massive plates; moreover, the Fire Lizard Legion, staffed by master smiths, equipped the Saturn Dauntless with ultra‑strong shields whose power is exaggerated enough to duel with Knight Mechs.

With left and right split cannons, the Saturn Dauntless is essentially a walking humanoid fortress.

To support Xisi's decisive offensive against the Terrans, Volgan even brought out the last few reserve Saturn Dauntless.

Now marching on Terra, the Dauntless' armor has been repeatedly polished by mechanical servants, shining so brightly under the sun it reflects!

Seeing these god‑like war machines, the surrounding mortals have already knelt in orderly rows, daring not to look up impolitely.

Only when the heavy Taogang passes before them do the civilians slightly lift their heads, cautiously glancing at what stands before them.

What they then see is an empty gap not yet joined to the formation; curious, the civilians glance back to wonder what troops follow the Astat and Dauntless, but before they can look up, an endless marching sound, as boundless as mountains and seas, floods their ears.

The marching is uniformly precise; even the more discerning Terra citizens feel a flash of astonishment.

This isn't to say other Empire troops can't march orderly; after all, the Empire's elite mortal units are countless.

But this uniformity isn't the previous formation‑based order of mortal units; it's the synchronization of every footstep along the entire long main road.

In other words, every mortal soldier on the main road now steps at a frequency absurdly uniform.

So much so that the marching sounds evoke the feeling of mountains and seas spreading.

The civilians, astonished, then see a legion of black soldiers, far smaller than the Astat but countless, stretching along the road beyond sight.

These black soldiers lack the glossy splendor of the preceding Astat and Dauntless.

It's clear many have just come down from the battlefield, their gear and armor visibly damaged.

Add the dried blood scabs inside and out of their sealed combat suits, and the black soldiers' appearance is worlds apart from the Astat.

They also possess a completely different aura from the other mortal legions that previously paraded on Terra.

Moreover, these soldiers seem cast from the same mold, maintaining a cold, wordless silence throughout.

They line up in tidy rows, marching in highly uniform steps, one formation after another, bearing a chill fresh from the Revelation, sweeping past the onlookers' eyes!

And at that moment, just as everyone assumes the black soldiers are endless cold, the hundreds of Servo Skulls overhead finally transmit Xisi's image to both sides of the main road.

Massive projections originally used for various Empire propaganda simultaneously swap their images from distant to near.

Xisi's figure appears before the Black Watch.

The Astat ahead had intended to remain silent, after all they still pledge loyalty to the Divine Emperor.

But the Huiyaner disregard that, erupting into massive cheers.

Even the Huiyaner Dauntless, facing Xisi's image, mimic the pre‑Dauntless stance, hammering their chests in tribute.

The other Astat nearby can only watch.

After all, if Xisi hadn't returned, the Huiyaner would still be a neutral legion!

Compared to the Huiyaner, the black soldiers further back, originally endlessly cold, are stunned to see the Father of the Legion—once only a legend—actually appear before them.

Their steps falter into chaos for the first time, a chaos that even the surrounding civilians find surprising.

But then, as all civilians stare in sudden terror, the Black Watch uniformly roar the Empire's timeless slogan.

"For Xisi!"

"For the Empire!!"

The Black Watch is invigorated, while the onlookers feel their days have finally run out.

After all, shouldn't the first line have been "For the Divine Emperor"?

What does that mean? Not revering the Divine Emperor, only revering Xisi?!

In the palace, Fu Ergan and Luoge Duoen, and even Kiriman, who had not yet left, were also startled, then anxiously looked toward Makado, wanting to see what attitude Makado would show.

Makado, watching the people around him panic and make a fuss, simply dug his ear in public, then turned his head, and, to everyone's amazement, sighed:

"Ah, I'm getting old, my ears aren't sharp anymore."

"Can't even hear clearly what's being shouted down there~"